“Do you think you can escape Oscar’s clutches?”

Amelia was bereft of speech.

“Even you don’t think you can escape his clutches. What makes you think he will let you leave?”

Closing her eyes, Amelia said, “Tiff, I’ve found a job.”

Tiffany was flustered. “Amelia, are you kidding me? We’re talking about the baby. Why are you talking to me about work? Don’t you have enough money to spend? I can give you if you don’t. Why must you look for a job when you’re pregnant? You’re driving me crazy!”

Amelia patted her on the back of her hand and reassured her, “Tiff, don’t worry. When I signed the agreement with Oscar, he agreed not to interfere when I wanna work. In other words, if the company I work for sends me to another province or abroad for a few months, he can’t say no.”

Tiffany looked at her in surprise and asked, “Really?” But after giving it some thought, she still felt apprehensive. “Amelia, what if Oscar wants to see you on a whim and goes to visit you? It’ll blow your cover, won’t it?”

Apparently, Amelia had not thought about that.

Tiffany got even more frustrated. “Argh, Amelia, I thought you were a smart girl! How can you be so foolish and let Oscar call the shots in your marriage? What are you thinking?!”

Amelia remained silent.

Gritting her teeth, Tiffany took a few deep breaths before inferring, “Babe, you were born to tick me off.”

However, Amelia patted the bed calmly as she finally said, “Don’t be mad. I heard that Cassie is coming back, so I think Oscar won’t have time to visit me. In fact, I think we’re gonna divorce soon.”

Tiffany simply listened to her in silence initially, but something popped into her mind and she abruptly sat up. “Amelia, I don’t think you should divorce. You’re the legit Mrs. Clinton, so you don’t have to make room for a vixen just because she comes back.”

“Tiff, what’s wrong with you? You’ve only just recovered. Don’t get so jumpy,” said Amelia while tugging at her pajamas.

Tiffany lay back down and turned to look at Amelia.

“Babe, tell me honestly, are you really willing to give up the fruits of your labor?”

“What? As I said, I don’t have the right to decide anything in my marriage with Oscar. Anyway, it’s getting late. It’s my first day at work tomorrow.”

“Babe, you’re kidding, aren’t you? You’re gonna work tomorrow? Also, when did you find the job? Why didn’t I know at all?”

“The CEO of the company and I went to university together. I said I needed a job, so he gave me an untaxing job.”

“Who’s it?” In the next second, Tiffany widened her eyes and said anxiously, “Amelia, don’t tell me it’s Carter Scott. If it’s that b******, I’m gonna strangle you.”

been so many years, and yet you still remember him?” Amelia asked,

go into a contract marriage

her response

anything wrong back then. He just didn’t help us when we were wrongfully accused, which is justifiable. We

clenched her teeth. “It seems that you’ve really gone to that jerk for

our fault at the time, so we can’t blame others.

“I do know that he’s not to blame, but at that time we were desperate and had several millions worth of debt around our necks. If it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t have gone to Oscar

still be so mad. Carter’s really not to blame for that incident back

the biggest victim, don’t even blame him? But I’m curious. You and that jerk haven’t been in contact

I’ve been all these years, and I told him about looking for

yourself

him for a job as compensation for what

so barefaced and ask him for a job,

as long as we could be rich and

did not refute

to Oscar? You’re just sugarcoating it when in fact, you’re tender-hearted. Anyway, I should stop here. I’ll go to the company with you tomorrow so that I can teach that b****** a lesson if he takes

“He’s not a scourge.”

b******’s more terrifying than a

was at a loss for

going to the company with Amelia regardless of how hard the latter tried to

building with a signboard that read “Majesty Group.” Looking around, Tiffany asked, “Amelia, I

rents the 12th floor here as an office space,”

“That b****** still has

you’ll find that he’s quite attractive. Back then, I

gave her a dirty look but said nothing as

a slim secretary greeted them politely, “You must be Ms. Winters. Mr.

and Tiffany walked into the office.

at the man

now, Linda,”

Linda did as told.

a long time, Amelia, Tiffany.” Standing up, Carter went around the desk and reached out to shake hands with the two of them, but unexpectedly, Tiffany

of getting mad, Carter replied with a smile, “After so

Tiffany huffed in exasperation.

her arm to shake hands with Carter and said, “Don’t mind her, Carter.

flashed her

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